A subjugated princess will never die a vagabond

My favorite part of this book is actually the scene where Cloris and Veronica shoot at the "Crowger Brothers Ballroom", I prefer this kind of bloody romance, although, if you throw me in In the book, I might just be a passer-by who got shot.

I may write more everyday things in the future, but before that, I was unwilling to write a hodgepodge that I really wanted.The first two books were failures, and of course, this one is also half dead.

([-]) Finally

In the end, that's it. Today, the text is updated, and the [-] words at the end of the paper are considered another update. Of course, there is no charge.

302. Two or three things in the city that never sleeps

After the disaster, the city that never sleeps was completely ruined. Fortunately, the air route was reopened, and with Robert's help, even after the catastrophe, the income of the new city council was still double that of the city that never slept under the rule of Luentia. Not only that - besides part of the mining interests transferred by the Church of the Sun, there is also the reason why the new Chamber of Commerce banned the original Night City Chamber of Commerce and controlled the shipping routes.

In the short term, what the city that never sleeps lacks most right now is jobs, and the reconstruction of the city will bring about a period of rapid development for at least five years.

The main economy of Hurricane Island is trade transfer and mining. A large number of agricultural and animal husbandry products from Zuixiang are exported to the airspace of Ubud Noor and the surrounding land. In addition, there is still a large amount of undeveloped wasteland north of the city that never sleeps. There are also many stable environments around Hurricane Island. On the affiliated islands, under the arrangement of the Phoenix Tail Butterfly Trading Company, some insects have already opened several factories on one of the affiliated islands in the lower reaches of the Wuhe River for metal smelting and source crystal extraction.

In the process of distributing benefits, most of the confiscated ships belonged to the Valint family. The overall strength of its fleet was even equal to that of the Corpse Snake Air Bandits in its heyday. In addition, new orders for warships had been sent to the empire's shipbuilding in the lower fog layer. factory, although the refurbished and obsolete models can be obtained in the end, it does not prevent Prisna Valint from becoming the actual controller of the Drunken Country-Ubu Noel air route in one fell swoop.

However, with the abnormal expansion of strength, the newly recruited personnel of the Valint family appeared to be a mixed bag. Cloris directly transferred many extraordinary people from the original Indigo Society to maintain the operation of the transportation company, including the late president Sim two personal bodyguards.Right now, the girl is even considering whether to set up a mercenary company to balance the Valint family's air power.

Of course, Prisna is aware of current affairs, the more Cloris gives her, the more frightened the woman will be, not to mention the forces and extraordinary intelligent creatures that her "master" hides on the desert island, only members of the Church of the Sun The background made her unable to resist.

The benefits of being loyal to Cloris are obvious. The girl hooked up with the Canary Firm through Theo Pavel Calle, and she can easily obtain extraordinary materials, skill formulas and rituals below the catastrophe. Hubbard, who is also a lover first, has gone further and further on the extraordinary road recently, and has also given Prisna, who is in a high position, more sense of security.

After Luentia II's canonization and the vote of the city council, Cloris got Shenfeng Lake as a fiefdom. The current Shenfeng Lake is undoubtedly a bottomless pit. In addition to requiring a lot of money to rebuild, the people who are placed there are also Need relief, of course the girl can't come up with any money, so of course she leases the fief land to the Gospel Correctional Institute, and then the reformatory is responsible for disaster relief and construction, and uses the lease money to invest in local people's livelihood.

You must know that although Cloris is controlled by the Evangelical Education Center, those assets do not all belong to her. The Evangelical Education Center has a public welfare nature and accepts funds from the Church of the Sun and donations from all walks of life. It can't be done.

When Shenfeng Lake is developing towards a thriving future, its newly built small pier also ushered in the first businessman——

Her downy ears are like wings, her whole body is silver and snowy, and her neck is smooth and soft slightly lined with light blue. She is short and well-proportioned. The trousers clearly outline the curves. She wears a gold-rimmed monocle and holds a civilized staff in her hand. When she steps down from the seat, her small figure looks big and elegant.

Walsey Calle, the head of the evangelical correctional institution, Cloris, was the boss of a human resources company who was brought in from nowhere.

The city council did not abolish slavery, and only issued laws to protect part of the rights and interests of slaves. However, the territory under the rule of Cloris did not use slave labor. People in China have to deal with "big charitable human resource management companies", and the specific treatment they get depends on the conscience of the boss.

Of course, Cloris wanted the goblin to do more than manpower management, and she had to contract most of the construction projects.Cloris doesn't care whether Walsey outsources it or undertakes it herself. As long as the quality is good, she will let the goblins torment her.

Therefore, at the first moment when he came to Shenfeng Lake, Walsey Kale became a celebrity in the city that never sleeps.

Cloris is not worried that Ms. Walsh will suffer in the business circle. With Walsh's conscience and virtue, and core believers, she is a loyal fan within the company. In the current development period, she is not afraid of any external threats and internal threats. contradiction.

"I selected some qualified believers. Some have the potential to shape symbols and can be cultivated slowly. Some I plan to transplant spiritual symbols to them. You have to give me money." In Cloris' office, Walsey o Kale left the delicious fruit snacks alone, and only ate the greasy fried whitebait, which came as soon as he opened his mouth.

"The funds in the reformatory are also very tight. If you need money, you can ask for a loan from the bank. I'm not a philanthropist!" Cloris knocked on the table facing the sticky bearded Wolsey who didn't care about her image.

To tell the truth, during the months at the Grace House, Wolsey never had enough to eat.

"Why don't you do this, if you become a shareholder of our company, I'll share some of your shares."

"A shell company, do you have the nerve to say such a thing?"

"What should I do?"

"I give you so many projects, why don't you go to those foreign businessmen to raise funds, and if you have enough financing, you will make a batch, and then you will file for bankruptcy to the construction company, and the unfinished evangelical reformatory will take over the project, in the city that never sleeps Who dares to trouble you in this world?"

"That makes sense." Walsey Calle nodded approvingly, and became even more afraid of Cloris.

"Some guys in Drunken Town are so devoted to the interests of Hurricane Island. They want to choke us by raising the price of agricultural products and bargaining. If these people come to you..." The "we" that Cloris said is the newly built city that never sleeps Chamber of Commerce.

"I will arrange it with fate." Walsey Calle said while eating.

……

A week after the curse disaster ended, apart from Maxi's death, the Church of the Sun's heritage still existed. Under the purification of the clergy, the commercial port quickly recovered.

Passenger ships are constantly receiving sails, and the crowd is bustling.

However, in such a crowded environment, there is always a vacuum.

A two-meter-long cloak stood in the vacuum. He wore a top hat and a crimson bird's beak mask, covering his whole body tightly.It's not that there are weird people in the city that never sleeps. In fact, people have long been familiar with mechanically transformed mercenaries and extraordinary people in strange clothes. Only the person wearing the bird's beak mask faintly exudes a palpitating blood, and dare not pass by. close contact.

The bird-beaked monster calmly went to Zaoxing Street.

The Voyager Bar has reopened. No matter how bitter it is, beer is still a tool for the workers to cheer and relieve their worries.

He pushed the door in.

For a moment, everyone looked at the strange man who seemed to imply something ominous.

Old Jotun came out of the back kitchen and was stunned.

The weirdo took off his top hat and mask at the same time, revealing his handsome young appearance underneath. His smile was gentle but vicissitudes. The only discordant thing was that the right half of the man's face seemed to be etched, ugly, bloody and terrifying.

He smiled and said: "You are still in good health, Jotun, it seems that my technique is still very reliable."

Jotun propped his hands on the table, trembling with excitement, his tongue seemed to be tied, he almost wanted to worship the man in front of him: "Ah, Mr. Ariente!!"

303. Two or three things in the city that never sleeps ([-])

Jotun's excitement caused the drinkers present to discuss, they had never seen this calm, steady, and majestic old man show such a look, nor had he shown such respect to anyone.

"A glass of sweet plum wine." Ariente put the top hat on the bar, and the people around avoided it.

Jotun readily accepted the order. He brought a wooden cup, filled Ariente with hot wine, and said, "You and Cloris's wine preferences are surprisingly similar. Is she influenced by you?"

Ariente shook his head slightly, smiled and did not respond.

Jotun stared at the man in front of him, his face remained unchanged, he was as young as 26 years ago, if the two of them walked side by side, no one else would have imagined that Ariant, an old man in sixty years, would call him senior long-lived species.

Ariente savored the sweet and sour wine, and after a cup of hot wine drank into his stomach, he asked: "I heard that there was a curse on Hurricane Island, and an elder asked me to come to the city that never sleeps to see the situation, but it seems very Xianghe... where is that child?"

elder……

Jotun couldn't imagine what kind of legendary figure Ariente called the elder. He was as respectful as a servant and student, and replied: "Cloris is in the Gospel Correctional Institute. She recently assisted the Church of the Sun in building the disaster area. Don't leave."

"The sun...the church?" Ariente's calm eyes suddenly showed a hint of bewilderment.

Are you sure you're talking about Cloris and I'm talking about the same person?

Disciples of the Void assisting the Church of the Sun?

"That's right, Shanggang can maintain its current stability, thanks to the Gospel Correctional Institute, Cloris is a very talented person." Jotun was full of praise.

Ariente asked, "What is a Gospel Correctional Institute?"

Jotun lowered his voice and replied: "The organization was established by Cloris. Its legitimacy has been recognized by the regional bishop. Now it has made contributions to dealing with the evil curse. It is already the most powerful tentacles of the Church of the Sun in the city that never sleeps..."

Jotun still doesn't like the Church of the Sun, but for Cloris, both he and the people in the commercial port absolutely approve of it.

However, Jotun's words made Ariente feel a little confused. According to the messenger's description in the dream, he asked: "The Cloris you are talking about is a thirteen or fourteen-year-old with black hair and black eyes and a handsome appearance. girl?"

"Of course it is." Jotun sighed.

He had already guessed that Cloris might have nothing to do with Mr. Ariente in front of him, the only relationship was the "elder" whom Mr. Ariente mentioned.

Ariente pondered hard, wondering if this was the layout of the Messenger. However, if the Messenger was in the city that never sleeps, why would he only let him take care of the younger generation after he got the news of the spread of the curse?

It doesn't make sense!

The life and death of Luentia I was unknown, the bishop of the Church of the Sun passed away, and the new sect Grace House, which intervened in it, failed. Only the Gospel Correctional Institute was like a nail inserted into the church of the Sun, which the Masons had not set foot in for more than 200 years. In every way...

"I understand," Ariente nodded, and said, "Where is the Gospel Correctional Institute, I will go see her."

"It's in the square to the north of this street." Jotun replied.

Ariente put on his top hat, turned and left the bar: "The drink will be deducted from your treatment fee."

Jotun nodded and said yes. Before Ariente left, he finally hesitated and asked, "Sir, your face..."

Ariente said indifferently: "It's just slightly corroded."

How could the injury that even Ariente couldn't heal be slightly corroded?Even though Jotun thought so, he didn't ask again, but watched the man walk out of the bar.

Ariente looked at the light falling from the wreckage of the tall tower in the distance. Although the outer shell of the Radiance Tower collapsed, the foundation was still there. Naturally, there is not enough money, manpower and material resources to repair it now. Therefore, the Church of the Sun combined the skeleton of the tower with the The Mage Tower reconnects, serving as a lighting fixture for the city.

The bright yellow light shrouded in the mist.

"The sun..." The glow shone on Ariente's face, causing a wisp of smoke to float up. He put on the crimson bird's beak mask and headed north.

Along the way, he didn't see the starvation and poverty that he had imagined. He walked near a construction site where workers were eating.

Ariente took a closer look, and saw that it was stewed vegetables with rich meaty flavor, and the chopped animal meat was perfectly melted into the food. Gotta try a bite.

At this time, he saw a few dining workers reading books. He glanced at them and found that they were the most basic literacy books. Considering the influence of the Church of the Sun here, most of them used Ange from the Holy Manro Empire. Franco-language, only one person is reading philosophical works written in Francophone.

"Are you learning to read...?" Ariente couldn't help asking.

When the workers looked up, they immediately felt the smell of blood coming towards them. Only the worker reading the French book had the courage to say to the slender bird-beaked monster, "Yes, yes, sir..."

"What are you looking at again...?"

"The Civil Covenant, sir . . . I borrowed it from the Gospel Library."

"Are all of you literate?"

"Hey, look at what you said, everyone who can't read can learn it," the worker felt the gentleness in Ariant's words, gradually let go of his fear, and replied enthusiastically, "The little saint said that as long as you pass the theology exam, you can learn it." , you can exempt sun believers from taxes for one year, and if you pass the promotion test and become a first-level believer, you can enjoy free lunch in the public cafeteria of the correctional center. A ten-square-meter apartment with water and electricity!"

Can faith do this?How could you be so hasty?

Ariente said, "But you don't seem to be reading theological classics..."

"Because I'm already a super believer!" The worker replied, "I'm sitting here. If you have any words you don't know, I can help you answer them."

Here, Ariente felt unprecedented harmony. On the way, he learned about other policies of the Evangelical Correctional Institute, such as passing the exam to be the administrator of the street residents' committee, and what can be added to the exam for voluntary labor in the community Scores, of course, also have a less harmonious side. On the bulletin board of Zaoxing Street Square, there are lists and treatment plans for favoritism and fraud, so densely packed that there are no less than a hundred people.

"Plague doctor, you can't go in." Ariente was suddenly stopped by a church knight when he walked to the door of the office building of the Gospel Correctional Institute.

It was Lucas Reinhardt. After the disaster in the city that never sleeps was resolved, Mines transferred the Knights back to Drunkland, leaving only Lucas Reinhardt's team stationed. With the city council present, the newborn chamber of commerce was enough to deal with it. most of the risks.

"Do you know the plague doctor?" Ariente asked.

Lucas Reinhardt certainly knew, just not very well.

Plague doctors are only active in the deep world, and even the surface layer of the deep world close to the hurricane layer like Ubu Noel rarely visits. They have never dealt with the Church of the Sun, and they cooperate closely with the Explorers' Guild and the Church of the Stars.

But Lucas Reinhardt, who was born in a noble family, knows something after all. What's more, what he is facing now is still a Red Order epidemic doctor. picture.

To be honest, this is not a favorite pattern for him who was born in the Church of the Sun.

Green, blue, purple, red, and black. In the Life Research and Protection Association, the Red Xun Epidemic Doctor is second only to the thirteen black Xun who are printed with "living bones". The latter are the only ones still active in the public eye There are three left.

Ariente was not angry, he said again: "Please inform me that Ariente wants to see Cloris."

Lucas Reinhardt asked suspiciously, "Are you...?"

Ariente thought for a while and replied, "It's a relative."

304. Two or three things in the city that never sleeps ([-])

After sending off Wolsey Calle, an unexpected visitor came to Cloris's office—the red hair was flirtatious, the horns were cold and sharp, and the face that she couldn't remember her appearance would only make people feel extremely glamorous , she was wearing an elegant silk dress, the neckline opened to the white snowy river bed, and the skirt swayed in the fire, as if she had just attended a grand ball.

Cloris put her hands on the table and said with a smile, "Hey, haven't you left yet?"

Veronica stared at Cloris with sad and resentful eyes, and a seductive peachy scene suddenly appeared in the office, but the girl snapped her fingers, breaking up Veronica's dream.

Unless the succubus wanted to turn this place upside down, it would be difficult for her to influence Cloris through her dreams.

"I've been thinking about it for seven whole days..." Veronica looked at the girl sadly, "During that time, I also thought about taking you away, raping you, and enslaving you with cruel means, but...you are really very Difficult to conquer, I don't want you to hate me."

"Speaking of which, even if you really do it, you may not be able to succeed, right?" Cloris remained calm. She even left her seat and approached the succubus step by step.

"You lied to me very successfully," Veronica smiled wryly, "I never thought that a dream could deceive me."

"Don't you have it now? Be careful when you go out in the future. Not everyone is as kind and lovely as me," Cloris shrugged, stood on tiptoe, grabbed the pearly necklace on the succubus's neck, and slowly pulled her away. To yourself, "If your promise is consistent, how can you be deceived by me?"

"Come on," Veronica brushed the girl's hand away, "If you get my real name, you don't know what kind of curse you will cast!"

Seeing her hand being brushed away, Cloris gave a "tsk", and looked at the succubus provocatively: "Why, don't you even want a good afternoon kiss?"

The person right now is like a bud in spring, but the shyness that was affectionate at the beginning is less, and the performance is more flamboyant and proud.Cloris took one of her hands and put it on the girl herself: "It seems that your heart has completely cooled down, what about mine?"

Plop plop.

Very rhythmic, like a soul-stirring melody, Veronica's favorite melody.

The succubus stared at the girl's cherry red and moist lips, she hesitated for a moment, and finally bent down...

Cloris fled into the shadows.She stood by the bookshelf and smiled slyly: "You are useless if I give you a chance, now I can't kiss you."

"Are you playing with me!" Veronica was finally annoyed.

"Haven't I let you play enough? My dear..." Cloris said in the middle of the sentence, and then changed the subject. "Oh, we're breaking up now, aren't we?"